I Was a Teenage Anarchist

[insultyounow]

[This place wasn't so annoying. Not saying much, but that's all he could conclude at this point.

There was another him around, who had this lab before, but now he was gone. And Oak had invaded entirely-- this place was now his. The other Oak could deal with it, if he showed up again

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[hestrollin]

[Gee willickers Mr. Oak I didn't know you had a Turtwig!]

...Professor Oak?

[insultyounow]

You! [because that's his usual way of greeting people he feels strongly toward]

I should kick your skinny ass, brat!

[hestrollin]

[WaitasecFUCK]

...right. Let me explain this.

[insultyounow]

Silver!

Of everybody, why Silver!?

Silver, dammit!

You looking to be throttled!?

[of_the_land]

[oh hey is that a Turtwig... he's always wanted a Torterra and it would be nice if he didn't have to loot someone's corpse to get i-

...ah. That's... Professor Oak. Who he had tortured a few times.

...well this should be awkward.]

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[insultyounow]

[That couldn't be--]

[insultyounow]

[--It was, it was--]

[insultyounow]

[--wait, you motherfucker]

Asshole! I was certain you weren't here!